Shehryar ke haath se phone chhootne hi wala tha. Phone speaker par tha. Ayesha ki aawaz ubhari: "Shehryar, tumne aur Aftab ne jis aadmi ka accident kiya tha, wo mera asli baap tha! Tumhare ghar walon ne mujhe adopt kiya tha. Main ne police ko tumhare ghar bhej diya hai, tumhare paas sirf 10 minute hain."
Call kat gayi. Bahar police ke siren ki aawaz goonj uthi. Shehryar ne bina waqt gawaye ghar ke pichle darwaze se daud lagai aur apni gaadi mein baith kar Aftab ke purane warehouse ki taraf bhaga.
10 minute baad, Shehryar warehouse ke andar pahuncha. Wahan Aftab kursi par bandha hua tha aur Ayesha us par gun taane khadi thi.
"Ayesha, gun neeche karo! Main surrender karne ko tayyar hoon!" Shehryar ne cheekh kar kaha.
Ayesha ne halki si hansi hansi. "Puraani aadat hai tumhari Shehryar... hamesha doosron par bharosa kar lete ho."
Tabhi piche se darwaza toota aur police andar aayi. Lekin police ke saath ek shakhs aur andar aaya... wo Aftab tha!
Shehryar ka sar chakra gaya. Agar Aftab police ke saath tha, toh kursi par bandha shakhs kaun tha?
Ayesha ne kursi par bandhe aadmi ke munh se kapda hataya. Wo koi aur nahi, balki unka apna baap tha—jisne saal pehle Ayesha ko adopt kiya tha.
Ayesha ne chillakar kaha, "Saal pehle jis aadmi ka accident hua tha, wo koi anjaan nahi tha! Is aadmi ne Aftab ke saath mil kar mere asli baap ka murder karwaya tha aur accident ka jhoota khel rachaya tha. Shehryar, tumhein toh sirf ek mohra banaya gaya tha!"
Aftab aur Shehryar ke baap ka chehra peela pad gaya. Police ne fauran dono ko arrest kar liya. Ayesha ne gun zameen par phenk di aur police ke aage apne haath aage kar diye. Shahar mein nafrat ke is khel ka raaz hamesha ke liye dafn ho chuka tha.
